At this time, Fang Xiaoyu was not much better. He was thrown to the ground by this beauty. It was like a soft cloud covering his body, which made him feel indescribably comfortable and refreshing. But he was also panicking in his heart.
, things have reached this stage, it is obviously false to say that there are no distracting thoughts. But at this critical moment, it is not possible to get up, and it is uncomfortable not to get up.
Just when the two of them were at a loss, they heard Takeda-kun not far away let out a thunderous roar.
"You bastard, who killed my dog?"
"Takeda-kun, what's going on?" Nakajima ran over quickly, picked up the fallen wolfhound and looked at it again and again with suspicion.
"Damn it, God knows who planted a hidden weapon here. My dog was actually hit by someone else's hidden weapon. Look, three poisonous needles were inserted into its neck."
Mr. Zhutian had already discovered the silver needle on the wolf dog, but he did not know that Fang Xiaoyu used his internal energy to drive the silver needle into the dog's body. Otherwise, it would not have died so quickly.
As he spoke, Mr. Takeda punched a dead tree next to him. There was a crisp "click" sound, and the ancient pine sank into a hole as big as a fist. Seeing this scene, Yu Qian, who was pressing on Fang Xiaoyu,
Tong couldn't help but open his mouth wide and almost shouted.
"Don't scream!" Fang Xiaoyu quickly covered the beauty with his hands, then released her mouth and hugged the beauty tightly.
"You bastard, don't let me find out who you are, otherwise, I will definitely kill you. Kill you!" Mr. Takeda cursed loudly in front of the empty mountain field, then gritted his teeth and killed the wolf dog.
He lifted it up and said to Mr. Nakajima who was standing aside: "Forget it, let's go! Call the workers to scald the dog and eat it! After eating, we will have the strength to work and complete our plan. Haha!"
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"Takeda-kun, this is the wolfdog you have raised for five years!" Nakajima reminded with a suspicious look on his face.
"So what? You are already dead if you die. If you bury it in the soil, it will turn into soil. If you eat it, it will turn into soil in the end. It's the same." Takeda-kun replied with a sneer, picked up the wolf dog,
Then he walked straight towards the farm.
Seeing the two people walking away, Yu Qiantong got up and cursed contemptuously at their backs: "I didn't expect this Japanese to be so cruel and ruthless. He even wanted to eat his own wolf dog."
I don’t know how he can afford to talk.”
Fang Xiaoyu patted the dust on his body, and then gently picked up the grass clippings on Yu Qiantong's body with his hands. He smiled and comforted: "Okay, let's go in and take a look! I believe that when you see the truth of the matter
You will definitely be shocked. What these two Japanese people did is far more disgusting than what you see."
After saying that, Fang Xiaoyu followed quietly. He had a vague feeling that these two Japanese were doing something very terrible and unreasonable.
"Yes! I listen to you." Yu Qiantong nodded.
The two came to the farm and could clearly hear the sound of pile driving coming from inside.
"Come on, come up!" Fang Xiaoyu jumped onto the fence with a slight jump, preparing to climb over the fence and jump into the farm.
"Mr. Fang, I...I can't get up!" Yu Qantong bit her lip and said with her bare feet.
Fang Xiaoyu had no choice but to jump down again, hugged the beauty, and immediately stepped back a few steps. After a run, he rubbed the ground and jumped onto the wall.
"Oh my god, you're so tall and you came up in one step? And you're still hugging me..." Yu Qiantong's eyes widened in surprise and she looked at Fang Xiaoyu.
"It took me four steps to get up, but you didn't see it." Fang Xiaoyu smiled, and then he hugged the beauty again, and jumped down.
The two hid in a nearby bamboo forest. They glanced forward and saw a group of workers busy driving piles in the farm yard.
Six wells one meter wide were dug around it.
"No wonder, the dragon's tail is raised here. It turns out that these bastards laid seven dragon-suppressing nails on the dragon's veins. It is difficult for the dragon to survive. Fortunately, there is still one bite left." Fang Xiaoyu gritted his teeth and cursed angrily.
One sentence.
"What is a dragon-suppressing nail?" Yu Qantong asked curiously: "What does raising the dragon's tail mean?"
"Dragon-suppressing nails are an evil-breaking method used to suppress dragon veins. Once the dragon-suppressing nails are laid, the dragon's tail will rise. Feng shui nourishes soil and water. Any popular place will be nourished by dragon veins. Once there are people
If the dragon vein atmosphere is destroyed, the dragon energy in this place will slowly drain away, and the dragon may even turn over." Fang Xiaoyu answered seriously.
"What does dragon turning around mean?" Yu Qantong asked puzzledly.
"There is a saying in Feng Shui that where there are dragon veins, there will be a Yin Dragon lurking in the ground, nourishing the water and soil with its dragon energy. The death of the dragon means that this kind of phenomenon will disappear. It can also be said that
Dragon is a kind of spiritual energy!" Fang Xiaoyu didn't know how to explain such a very abstract term.
Yu Qiantong's eyes widened in confusion, as if he were listening to a book from heaven.
Even so, her eyes still showed envy and admiration. Obviously, this beauty had already been attracted by Fang Xiaoyu's erudition.
After a while, the sound of piling stopped, and then the workers' discussions were heard.
"Damn it, I really don't understand what the hell these two Japanese devils are doing. Why do they have to dig so many wells in such a small place? It's a shabby farm that doesn't grow many things, so it's barely used.
Seven wells?”
"Oh! Who knows! Anyway, I think these two guys are a bit perverted."
"Never mind it! Just pay us and we'll hit it as hard as we can."
"But damn, I just can't drill into the last well! Damn it!" A worker couldn't help complaining.
At this time, Takeda-kun's roar was heard.
"Hey! What are you talking about?"
Hearing the sound, the four workers all looked at Takeda-kun.
"Takeda-kun, we can't fight this one. You see, no matter how hard you hit it, it can't go down. It's like a piece of damn steel, it can't go down!" A bald worker wiped a few drops with his hand.
The bald head dripping with mud replied to Takeda-kun.
"Let me try!" Mr. Takeda threw the wolfdog in his hand to the ground, walked over, and started the pile driver. He only heard a few "bang bang bang" sounds, and immediately stopped moving, so he had to stop again.
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He gritted his teeth, picked up a pickaxe, and smashed the pickaxe on the ground.
"Ding dong!" The iron pickaxe made a crisp sound like it was hitting a stone, and even sparks flew up.
"Damn! How could this happen?" Takeda-kun sighed with a disappointed look on his face, threw the pickaxe in his hand on the ground, his eyes fell on Mr. Nakajima beside him, and said with suspicion: "Nakajima-kun